Scars of Happiness
C'mon luv,jus last a year,
Last till the end of this year,
Give me time to ready myself,
To prepare myself for the lonely times,
I vow to set you free soon,
Till then come, be with me,
Come dance and burn with me
Like the flames that combust,
Lets kindle our inner fire,
And display the resulting fireworks
Along the kaleidoscope of colors,
Along with the flash of lights
I promise not to complain,
Of the toxic scent behind,
Or the burns that they'll cause,
I'll treasure the scars instead,
These scars of happiness,
That shall remind me of US,
Long after you have left,
At the end of this volatile year...
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